Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Digimon: One Bite at a Time ❯ Spice ( Chapter 6 )
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Title: Spice
Season: Adventure 02
Character(s): Armadimon, Iori, Hida Chikara, Hida Michiko, Hida Ichiro
Rating: G
Armadimon slavered before the incredible array of sushi on the table. Michiko-san had been busy the entire evening with either the preparation or making sure the hungry digimon wasn't getting his "dirty" paws on the food. The woman positively glowed at having her brother-in-law over for dinner and Iori's partner almost wondered whether there was something amiss with it.
Finally, eating time came. Although "shovelling" would have been a more accurate description of Armadimon's usual eating technique, Michiko had quite strongly insisted on his use of the chopsticks, which left Armadimon grumpy. These things were nothing but a hindrance to him, but he complied, because he wanted in on that rice and seaweed eldorado.
Everybody was now quite busy eating and complimenting Michiko, except Armadimon, who was too busy making sure none of the egg-filled rolls escaped his chopsticks. He alternated his chomping with sips from his teacup, fighting the urge to just upturn and pour the entire thing in his muzzle.
He noticed Ichiro always dipped his sushis in a pale green paste in addition to the soy sauce everybody else enjoyed. He leaned toward Iori.
"Hey, Iori, what's that thing your uncle puts on his sushis?" he whispered.
"That's wasabi. It's a spicy flavouring," Iori explained.
"Really? I love spicy! I want in!" Armadimon said excitedly.
He swiped his next sushi in the small bowl, collecting over half the content and dropped the roll in his mouth.
"Watch out! Wasabi is.." Iori warned.
But it was too late. The digimon had already gobbled down the sushi and was licking his lips contentedly, eyes closed.
"Very strong," the boy finished.
Armadimon's eyes shot open.
"Argh!!" he yelled. "Fire! My throat is on fire!"
He dropped his teacup into his mouth and swallowed content and container, earning no effect but a shocked and angry gasp from Michiko and a snicker from Iori's uncle. Chikara just looked on in interest as the digimon latched onto the teapot and poured the entire content into his mouth, much to Michiko's dismay. The digimon smacked his lips together and calmed down slightly, breathing heavily. Iori was shaking his head and trying to ignore the whole ordeal until...
"Woah, now that's what I call 'spicy'!" the digimon exclaimed as he scooped more paste with a California roll.
Next: Tentomon finds out about the war between humans and insects.
Title: Spice
Season: Adventure 02
Character(s): Armadimon, Iori, Hida Chikara, Hida Michiko, Hida Ichiro
Rating: G
Armadimon slavered before the incredible array of sushi on the table. Michiko-san had been busy the entire evening with either the preparation or making sure the hungry digimon wasn't getting his "dirty" paws on the food. The woman positively glowed at having her brother-in-law over for dinner and Iori's partner almost wondered whether there was something amiss with it.
Finally, eating time came. Although "shovelling" would have been a more accurate description of Armadimon's usual eating technique, Michiko had quite strongly insisted on his use of the chopsticks, which left Armadimon grumpy. These things were nothing but a hindrance to him, but he complied, because he wanted in on that rice and seaweed eldorado.
Everybody was now quite busy eating and complimenting Michiko, except Armadimon, who was too busy making sure none of the egg-filled rolls escaped his chopsticks. He alternated his chomping with sips from his teacup, fighting the urge to just upturn and pour the entire thing in his muzzle.
He noticed Ichiro always dipped his sushis in a pale green paste in addition to the soy sauce everybody else enjoyed. He leaned toward Iori.
"Hey, Iori, what's that thing your uncle puts on his sushis?" he whispered.
"That's wasabi. It's a spicy flavouring," Iori explained.
"Really? I love spicy! I want in!" Armadimon said excitedly.
He swiped his next sushi in the small bowl, collecting over half the content and dropped the roll in his mouth.
"Watch out! Wasabi is.." Iori warned.
But it was too late. The digimon had already gobbled down the sushi and was licking his lips contentedly, eyes closed.
"Very strong," the boy finished.
Armadimon's eyes shot open.
"Argh!!" he yelled. "Fire! My throat is on fire!"
He dropped his teacup into his mouth and swallowed content and container, earning no effect but a shocked and angry gasp from Michiko and a snicker from Iori's uncle. Chikara just looked on in interest as the digimon latched onto the teapot and poured the entire content into his mouth, much to Michiko's dismay. The digimon smacked his lips together and calmed down slightly, breathing heavily. Iori was shaking his head and trying to ignore the whole ordeal until...
"Woah, now that's what I call 'spicy'!" the digimon exclaimed as he scooped more paste with a California roll.
Next: Tentomon finds out about the war between humans and insects.